Part 7
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"Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday, baby
Oh, I love you so..."
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They sat side by side on her bed, their thighs
pressed intimately together as Buffy unwrapped
the package.
The room was scented with the fragrance of the roses
she had brought upstairs with her, mingled with her
perfume. The combination of these two delicious
scents was making William feel pleasantly lightheaded.
She placed the torn gift wrap on her bedside table,
and opened a small white box. Moving the tissue paper
surrounding it to one side, she drew out a music box.
"This is beautiful," she said, looking up into his eyes. "I
love it."
The box was a beautiful cherry wood confection with
an inlaid design on the lid, varnished to a lustrous shine.
Buffy opened the lid and found the inside lined in plush
royal blue velvet. There was a tiny gold key on a silk
tassel laying in the bottom of the box.
He had wanted badly to place a piece of jewelry in the
box as well, but had resisted the impulse. He wasn't
about to buy her some cheap piece of junk, and it was
far too early on for anything expensive. He doubted her
mother would have allowed her to accept it anyway.
Buffy turned the box over and wound up the mechanism,
then smiled when she heard the tinkling sound of
"Somewhere Over the Rainbow" begin to play.
"I love this song," she confessed. "Ever since I heard it
for the first time when I was little."
William already knew this. He'd asked her mother
if she had a particular favorite, and had it specially
installed after choosing the box.
Buffy listened, surprised when the little tune was played
all the way through. "I can't believe that! Most music
boxes just play the first couple of lines of a song."
William shrugged. "I wanted you to have the entire
song...since it's your favorite."
She placed the box carefully on her nightstand, letting the
music continue. "Thank you," she said softly. Looking up at
him and smiling, she placed one hand on his cheek and
drew him down to her lips.
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"Sixteen candles
Make a lovely light
But not as bright, as your eyes tonight.."
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Her mouth tasted sweet, like cherry punch, and he
pressed his lips down harder, urging her to allow his
tongue in.
With a soft sigh, she parted her lips and placed her
hands on his shoulders. William moved one arm around
her waist, pulling her closer as he devoured the
flavor that was uniquely her own.
Buffy felt herself melting into him like soft wax, and
she slipped her hands up and around the back of his
head, sliding her fingers through the silky mass of curls.
As their mouths finally parted to let them draw breath,
they tilted their heads and kissed again from a new angle,
then began sinking backward onto the bed.
"Buffy," William whispered against her cheek, stroking
her soft hair. "You look so beautiful tonight...and you
smell so good."
She tipped her head back, exposing the arch of her
throat to his warm lips, gasping when she felt him
placing tender kisses down it's length.
The dress she was wearing had a V shaped neckline,
with a tiny row of buttons that started at the base of the V
and ran down the bodice to her waist.
William continued kissing her tender skin, down past
the hollow at the base of her throat, all the way to where
the buttons began, just slightly above the space between
her breasts.
Buffy's entire body was burning with a need she had no
name for. All she was certain of was that she never wanted
him to stop touching her, and when he raised one hand and
undid the top button of her dress, she didn't protest.
"Is this all right?" he asked, begging her with his eyes.
"Uh-huh," she nodded, making a soft little sound in her
throat when he kissed the beginning swell of her breast.
He undid the second button, exposing more of her lovely
skin, showing the demarcation line of her golden tan and
her creamy breast.
Pushing the material to one side, he smiled when he
saw she wasn't wearing a bra.
The third button slipped from it's hole, and the dress
parted further. All he had to do was tug just a tiny fraction
of an amount and he would see her bare breast fully, every
inch of it.
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"Blow out the candles
Make your wish come true
For I'll be wishing
That you love me, too.."
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Moving slowly, not wanting to frighten her, he eased the
blue cotton over and gently pulled it down.
The instant he saw the delicate shell pink of her nipple,
his shaft hardened to almost painful proportions. "So
beautiful," he murmured, admiring all the gold, white
and pink coloring of her full breasts.
Impulsively, he bent his head and pressed his lips
to the scented valley between the soft mounds, smiling
when he heard her inhale sharply.
"William..." she whispered on a ragged breath.
"Can I...may I kiss you...here?" he begged, his lips
just hovering above the taut peak of her right breast.
"Oh, yes....yes please," she said, granting him
permission to explore to his heart's content.
When she felt his warm breath on her flesh, she arched
her back in a spontaneous reaction, bringing her nipple
into contact with his mouth. He was surprised, and
automatically parted his lips to say something or to try
and breathe properly...he wasn't sure...but when he felt
the velvety bud slipping just inside, he lost every bit of
linear thought in his brain.
With a guttural moan of her name, he closed his mouth
around her nipple and suckled it.
"Oh!" Buffy released a strangled sound from her
throat, grinding her head into the pillow beneath it. Her
fingers tangled in his hair, pressing him down even more
firmly against her.
William responded by raising his hand and sliding
it beneath her breast, lifting it more fully to his touch.
His mouth worked at her nipple, sucking and tugging
on it as he fondled the plump mound in his hand.
The hardness in his pants was approaching critical
mass, and he tried to move slightly to one side to ease
the pressure.
Buffy, afraid that he was taking the pleasure of his
mouth away from her, clutched at him, pulling him
down and across her body. She parted her legs,
allowing him to slip into the cradle of her open thighs.
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"You're only sixteen
But you're my teenage queen
Oh, you're the prettiest, the loveliest girl
I've ever seen.."
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The moment he felt the contact he was making below
the waist, something deep inside of him that was primitive
and demanding came screaming to the surface. He
reached for the opposite side of Buffy's dress and pushed
it away impatiently, baring her other breast.
Without hesitation, he captured it in a rough caress
and brought his mouth down to it. As he licked and
sucked at the nipple, his hand released her and his
fingers crept back to the side he'd abandoned.
Finding the wet peak of flesh, he took it between his
thumb and forefinger and pinched gently.
In response, Buffy lifted one leg along his side,
giving him more room to grind his pelvis against
hers.
"Mmmm," he moaned against her breast, sucking
harder on it as he played with the other one.
Buffy was literally seeing stars at that point, with
sky rockets and bombs bursting in air right before her
eyes. She had never been touched in this way before,
had never allowed any other boy these kinds of
liberties with her body.
She knew she shouldn't be doing it now. They hadn't
known each other but a few days. What would he think
of her for letting him do such intimate things?
But even though her brain tried to assert some control,
her body and her heart were surrendering. The more he
touched her, fondled and kissed her, the faster she
hoisted her white flag.
And when she felt the hard bulge between his legs
rubbing against her, she wanted nothing more in the
world than to pull up her dress and remove her underwear
so he could make contact with her naked sex.
Just the thought of it made her lower body jerk in-
voluntarily, and she felt a rush of fluid so copious that
she thought for a moment she'd started menstruating.
William lifted his head from her breast and looked
up at her, his eyes heavy lidded with desire. Moving
his body back up, he found her mouth again and
covered it with his own, instantly plunging his tongue
between her parted lips.
Though she had no experience with this kind of
passion, instinct made up for the lack. Her body reacted,
seemingly on it's own. She couldn't help but feel that
it was a good thing, because her mind was too far
gone to be of any assistance.
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"Sixteen candles
In my heart will glow
Forever and ever
For I love you so..."
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William tensed when he felt one of her hands move
from his hair and down his back. When it reached the
waistband of his trousers, it slipped around and pressed
against his waist.
Her fingers seemed to be searching for something, and
he lifted himself slightly off of her, giving her room if she
wanted to...
*Oh, touch me, touch me, touch me, please, please,
please..* he begged silently. *I need you to touch me,
Buffy, want you to touch me, touch me THERE, oh God,
touch me, I want it, I want it, I'll die if you don't, Buffy,
please, just a little bit..*
As he deepened their kiss, his own hand slipped
down and searched for hers...finding it...squeezing
it gently...guiding it....
"Buffy? Are you up there, sweetie?"
Her mother's voice called to her from the foot of
the staircase, and heaven came crashing down to
earth with a dull 'thud'.
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"Sixteen candles
In my heart will glow
Forever and ever
For I love you so
For I love you so.."
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